Walking to West Holme -
Anne and Neil talking softly -
Birds singing -
Dazzling blossom on the blackthorn -
I saw the birch grove where I’d looked out over the edge of the world -
Just over a year ago, I’d stood amongst those beautiful trees -
I’d known what was about to happen -
I’d known what was happening -
A wind blowing those I loved off the edge of the world -
09.44
Thursday 17 April 2019
East Stoke
Dorset
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